Chapter 3
Elaine decided to purge the house of her belongings, boxing up anything that was truly hers.
As she sorted through her possessions, she realized just how much of her life had revolved around Alistair.
The silver button from his Yale blazer she'd secretly saved. The leather-bound journal he'd bought for her birthday. A whole album of photographs she'd taken of him when he wasn't looking.
She opened the album, her fingers tracing the images.
The first photo showed him as a college sophomore, captured mid-jump shot during the basketball game. She's behalf on school photography team, this particular shot-the one that perfectly captured his intensity and grace,so she'd kept for herself.
The remaining pages contained stolen moments, Alistair asleep, Alistair accepting his MBA with that confident half-smile. And even... Alistair with Sophia, laughing by the fountain outside the Morgan Library.
How pathetically devoted must she have been to treasure even photos of him loving someone else?
Elaine closed the album with a decisive snap and buried it at the bottom of box before continuing her inventory.
During their three years of marriage, Alistair had given her countless gifts-all expensive jewelry in the same predictable style.
Expensive,exquisite and emotionless, all purchased by his assistant. She'd kept them pristine in their blue boxes.
Now she wouldn't need them anymore.
When she finished sorting, all that remained of her presence in the house were the furnishings.
moved in, she'd been waiting, hoping
night, with just a few cold sentences, he'd made it clear that would never
the fabric of his life, hoping he'd
delusion that
soon as he
of things? Why does everything look so empty?" he
Elaine replied with nonchalance. "Everything was outdated, and since you've brought someone new into the house, the old
Alistair nodded
while. Vivian's pregnant, we'll need a nursery. I
designers come redo
froze momentarily, then lowered her head
In just 24 hours, the house was transformed beyond
existence was systematically
there be no evidence she had ever lived
watching yourself get erased?" Vivian taunted, her lip curling into a smirk. "I'm the one who belongs here now. Give it a few weeks and
Elaine turned to find Vivian leaning against
that should have surged through her, Elaine wanted laugh in the
her keep the baby was to have a mini-Sophia running around the house. That
felt sorry for
Whatever.
but Vivian
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